Pride and Prejudice Flashcards
To memorize all Lydia´s lines
Mrs Bennet: My dear, you flatter me. But when a woman has five grown daughters it´s time she gave overthinking of her own beauty. But you will call on Mr. Bingley - at once?
Enter all sisters
Jane: Who´s going to get me out of the way?
Elizabeth: Not if I can prevent it. Lady Lucas! Hello, Charl!
Lydia: Hullo everybody!
I mean good afternoon. Mama, did you hear?
Elizabeth: I cant say I have noticed it. But if she means that our Janie lacks it - that´s her mistake.
Lydia: Oh, she´s only jealous. Poor Charlotte was squirming all over.
Elizabeth: Who said that they were sensible? I´ll wager that papa is on his way to Netherfield at this very moment.
Lydia: Well who cares whether we meet Mr. Bingley or not? I dont, for one. I prefer men in uniform-military ones.
Elizabeth: Oh, yes. Army officers are always excellent companions. You can talk to them and be thinking of something else at the same time.
Lydia: I don´t see why.
Mrs Bennet: Really, Lizzy! I can´t imagine where you get your queer ideas- But what makes you think your father-
Lydia: Well, Upon my word!
Mrs Bennet: What an excellent father you have, my dears! I don´t know how you will ever repay him for his kindness- or me either for that matter.
Lydia: (Enter) Well has his royal highness departed? Heavens! I hope I never meet such a conceited prig again!
Mrs Bennet: Ah, Lydia, my love, where did you get to?
Lydia: I couldn´t stand the majestic atmosphere of Mr. Darcy, Mama. He made me feel much too inferior.
Mrs. Bennet: Well never mind. You are just as pretty as Lizzie. Mr. Bingley is sure to dance with you at our ball-
Lydia: Our ball? What ball, Mama? (Hugs)
Mrs Bennet: You, of course, you silly man! How do you ever expect me to find husbands for your daughters if you persist in being so stingy with me?
Lydia: You must invite all the officers from Colonel Forster´s regiment.
Elizabeth: Can he be a sensible man, sir?
Lydia: He sounds to me like a bit of an ass.
Mrs. Bennet: Now, Lydia, my love, is that a nice way to speak of a clergyman?
Lydia: I thought I heard you refer to him as an odious creature a few minutes ago, Mama?
Captain Denny: Then it is my privilage to offer it to you.
Lydia: Oh my dear Miss Amelia! Oh my dear Captain Denny!
Captain Denny: By all means!
Lydia: Mr. Wickham!
Mr. Wickham: Your servant! But theres something most grievously wrong here.
Lydia: Wrong?
Mr. Wickham: That you should be alone for an instant! It is a reflection on the intelligence of every gentleman present that one so young and so surpassing fair should lack an escort.
Lydia: Ah, Mr. Wickham! You officers talks as beautifully as you look.